The life and times of a software and web developer
It's 4:30pm on Sunday afternoon, and you find me sitting in the junk room, emptying my head into the keyboard of the old computer. It's been making strange noises recently - I'm half-expecting it to stop working entirely soon. It's already dark and cold outside - the nights are drawing in quickly. Our middle girl …
I'm sitting in the junk room at home, trying to warm up after spending the greater part of the morning in the rain, watching our middle girl take part in rugby training. The rain started as a light mist, but following a trip to the club-house to buy hot drinks had turned into a consistant …
I'm sitting in the study at home (a rather grand title for the junk room, but it sounds sophisticated), at the old desktop computer, trying to think of where to start. We have been at a rugby match all day - watching our younger children play their first competitive game of the season. They lost …
After scraping ourselves out of bed this morning, we all set about filling the car with boot-bags, mouth-guards, and collosal quantities of food before setting off towards a rugby tournament in London.What can I say? The sun shone, the girls worked their backsides off, and more importantly they had fun. I've never seen their respective …
I woke at about 7am this morning, with a pounding headache. Downing several cans of craft cider the night before will do that to you if you're not used to drinking any more. Snow had been forecast, and I couldn't be bothered to wipe away condensation on the bedroom window to take a look - …
I had tickets to the England Ladies rugby game against Canada this evening. I left work early so we could set off in time to get there and find our seats in the stadium. I'm not at the England Ladies rugby game - I'm sitting in the study at home, so Miss 17 doesn't come …
Well this is unexpected. No scheduled football match for Miss 13, rugby cancelled due to lack of numbers, and football called off for Miss 12 due to an unplayable pitch this morning (of course the call went out as we were all running around the house shouting at each other - "you SAID you got …
Today will be spent standing at the touchline of rugby pitches - watching Miss 12 and Miss 13 diving around in the mud, shouting "DEFENSIVE LINE!" like little field marshals, and hopefully having fun.I will stamp my feet to keep warm, message friends to see how they are doing (complete with spelling mistakes, because I'm …
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I was going to begin this post with some sort of clever remark about nobody searching me out to discover where I have been for the last few days, but then realised that everybody I kind-of know via the internet follows me on Instagram, so would have seen the daily photos taken from here there …
It's funny really - you look forward to the weekend throughout the week, and then when it gets here you don't really get a chance to enjoy it because you're swamped with expectations, obligations, and a list of chores a mile long.In the middle of the mayhem we managed to escape to a restaurant with …
